#banryu

Bankotsu panted softly as he laid against a tree in the dead of night. He was alone, an odd yokai had hit hit with something that made his whole body stir. The slightest brush of grass against his skin, the cool evening air bringing chills down his spine, the pulse of arousal from his hard cock. 

From afar, he could hear his group calling out for him, searching for him out of concern, but he didn't want to be found. Not in this state. Shakily, he undid his clothes, just enough so his chest and cock was exposed, as a sudden gust of wind blew against him, a breathy moan slips from his lips, the wind seemed to lick at his cock—dripping already with precum—hardening his sensitive nipples. He felt as if everything could turn him on even more, he felt so hot. 

He wrapped a hand around his cock and started stroking himself in a poor attempt to get off. He needed to hurry up before his group found him. His head fell back against the tree as his mouth fell open, the only sound coming from him were shaky exhales, a hint of a whimper.

He felt himself getting close just from jacking off, he picked up the pace, sloppily striding his hand up and down his cock. The familiar feeling of intense heat began to flurry in his lower abdomen. He was close. So damn close. He couldn't help the soft gasp that slipped past his lips as he spread his legs open further, eyes clenching shut.

This was torture.

"Mhhh..." he whined as he felt his hand begin to cramp. But he couldn't stop, not when he was so close. 

Yet, no matter how hard he stroked himself, he couldn't cum. He tried to speed up, his cock kept leaking pre, looking as if it was about to burst at any moment, yet his release refused to come to him. He bucked his hips up as he gradually stopped stroking himself. His hand was tired by now, which was odd considering his high stamina. 

His cock twitched as a breeze swept against it, taunting, almost. Bankotsu's breath stuttered as he licked his lips and slowly opened his eyes, "This is getting nowhere..." he muttered to himself in frustration. 

But what else was he supposed to do? 

He looked around, then looked down at his nipples. Huffing, he reached his hand to them and, experimentally, squeezed one between his index and thumb. "Ah!—" he quickly put a hand over his mouth. He couldn't be too loud when people were looking for him. He repeated the action, moaning into his hand as his hips bucked unconsciously, seeking more friction. Since when did his nipples get this sensitive?

He rubbed the hard nub; each press brought an electric shock of pleasure straight to his dick. "Hmmn...~" he mumbled. Swallowing thickly, he removed the hand over his mouth and returned it to his cock, the other rolling his hard nipples between his fingers. The dual pleasure almost made him moan; he bit his lip to silence himself. 

He tried to jack himself off again, this time with the added pleasure from his overly sensitive nipples. His head felt dizzy at each shaky action. His hand gripped harshly around his cock while he rubbed and squeezed—even tugged at his nipple, making sure the other nipple was given the same amount of love.

Bankotsu could barely stay quiet. He bit his lip hard just to stay silent, but his every labored breath could be heard; it echoed in his ears. 

He couldn't bear the heat as it pooled once more at his lower abdomen. There it was. He was close yet again. A whimper vibrated from his throat. Suddenly, he could taste a bit of iron in his mouth. His lips parted, eyes closing. Looks like he bit his lip a little too hard. 

The black-haired male started stroking himself harder, focusing his strokes at his base, and his other hand began tugging at his nipples. Desperate. Each sloppy stroke and tug brought him closer to the edge again. He could feel it getting closer now. With his lips parted and bloody, a slew of pleasured noises slipped past them, unable to be contained any further—not that Bankotsu cared anymore.

Yet. "Hahh..." he whined, head pressed against the tree behind him. It wasn't going any further.

He was this close. This close. 

"No..." he whimpered, head clouded with heavy arousal.

His eyes cracked open once more, landing on his banryu.

His chest rose up and down, he was slumped against the tree, hands on either side of him. A few ideas popped into his head as he stared at his trusty blade. What drew his attention the most was the weapon's handle. Long. Just thick enough for him to take. It wasn't too thin... But... he's never taken anything up his ass.

No. Damn it all, he was too desperate to cum.

He started taking off his bottoms fully, his pants left on the grass reached for his banryu, pulling it towards him, and managing to take off the pommel somehow. Then, he got on his hands and knees, reaching a hand to his twitching asshole. As he did, he felt something wet. Was that possible? 

Brushing it off, he circled his pucker, readying himself internally before he pushed one finger in. His hands nearly give way, he grips the grass as pleasure shoots through his entire body. Without wasting another second, he began thrusting his single digit in and out of himself, pressing his lips closed to stop any more noises from leaving him. 

His entire body felt hotter now, his cock continued to twitch against his stomach the further he pressed his finger inside, then, he slipped another digit, trying to hurry and stretch his tight hole, at least just enough for his baryu handle to slip in easily.  He swallows down a moan and spreads his fingers, essentially fingering himself; each brush of his calloused fingers had him trembling.

Was this enough? He didn't quite care anymore. Something within him craved to be filled; it craved something inside his ass. 

Bankotsu exhaled sharply and repositioned, ass facing his large banryu as he laid on his back. He pulled the handle closer to his ass. His head was spinning, lightheaded and filled with need. Then, without even thinking, he pressed the handle against his entrance. He moaned, uncaring of his volume. 

"Nghh...~" he pushed his banryu's handle even harder, and then—"Ah!~" he cried out, back arching as it entered him. It was hard. Cold. Yet his gummy walls massaged it, as if trying to ease it further inside him. 

He pushed it further in, the stretch almost too much for his first time, but he couldn't stop. He wanted to be filled. He kept pushing the handle inside him, panting into the air, a puff of white appearing at each heavy exhale. With his free hand, he jacked himself off as well, his cock was painfully hard, having been unable to cum the past two attempts. 

He started thrusting his banryu into his hole while he stroked his sensitive cock, his common sense gone out the window as from his lips slips out obnoxiously loud moans, whimpers, even whines. Then, at a change of angle, he suddenly hit a specific spot inside him, drawing his mind toa  blank as his cock suddenly spurted out cum. "Yes...! Mmhm—" his hips bucked against the handle as it fushed against his prostate again and again.  "Ah!~"

Yet he kept going. He finally came, it was anticlimactic, but he wanted more. So much more...

He let go of his cock and covered his eyes, now focusing his efforts on fucking himslef into his damn banryu. He thrusted it in further, whimpering as it kept brushing against his prostate, practically squeezing it the further it went inside him. He chuckled breathless and dazed. It felt good. So damn good. His buck against his banryu again, walls clenching around it as his practically drooled.

The rest of the band could find him like this. He could care less now. 

You walked the path to the Hwarang. Normally you would walk with Ah-ro, but she didn't seem like she wanted to come today. Honestly, you didn't mind it that much, you could finally enjoy the peace and quiet since she tended to a bit loud about her problems. Anyway, the walk wasn't that quiet especially after you got near the Hwarang House. Now the question remained, why was there screaming? Well, you didn't expect to see all hwarangs laying on the training ground. You made your way there and leaned over one, who happened to be Hansung, and frowned.

"What is going on?" "Noona!" He sat up and smiled at you. You smiled back at the younger boy (by only 1 year) before looking around again, seeing that most hwarangs were now looking at you. Your eyes connected with Banryu's and you looked away immediately, scrunching your nose up slightly.

Now you didn't hate him. Not really. After all you could be somewhat considered friends if anything. Although he could be incredibly rude and inconsiderate, but.... Yeah, no he was like that most of the time, but nonetheless. You had seen how his father treated the boy, when you absolutely weren't supposed to of course, and you had some sympathy for him ever since you had seen him like that. Broken in a way...

You were quickly pulled back into reality and looked back at Hansung with a raised eyebrow.

"We've been practicing for hours! Wi-Hwa has been torturing us just because we sneaked out once!" He whined, some of the hwarangs shouting in agreement, and you scoffed. Crouching down, you poked him.

"Then you should follow the rules then." You teased before getting back up. "Taking a cold shower helps with tiredness and muscle pain." You then said, making some hwarangs groan loudly and you chuckled.

"Its 's that or acupuncture." You spoke and that seemed to light a fire as they got up and walked (ran) off. You chuckled again before realizing that you were now alone. Until you noticed Banryu still sitting against one of the pillars. He seemed to be resting, his eyes closed and you inspecting his features again.

His hair was pulled into the typical hwarang hairstyle with a few hairs hanging loose (most likely from training). you didn't know why, but you just wanted to touch his hair. It seemed so soft... His features itself seemed to have softened, maybe because he wasn't frowning now. And for some reason he was blushing-

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He asked and your eyes widened as you realized that he had woken up while you were staring. You didn't even speak as your whole face heated up before you just apologized and ran off to your and Ah-ro's station. You entered and fell on the bed, letting out a loud scream in the pillow before turning around to lay on your back.

"I'm doomed..." You mumbled before letting silence taking over.

The next day, you were not doing much either. Ah-ro was spending time with her brother and nothing bad had happened yet. Hansung had come by earlier to talk, but he left an hour ago. Then again, when you hoped for something to happen you didn't expect Soo-ho and Banryu to be dragged in and both covered in bruises and cuts.

"What on earth?!" You exclaimed and the boys looked at you before looking away. "Sit." You said as you grabbed your stuff. Both boys sat down and you started with Soo-ho. You pressed a cold towel to his face before treating the small cut he had.

"Alright, your done." You spoke before moving to Banryu and doing the same. Banryu had a few more cuts than Soo-ho, which made you believe that Soo-oh had won the fight. Banryu hissed as you touched his wound, making you pause.

"Why do you guys always fight? Just ignore each other..." You mumbled before continuing. "That's like telling Soo-ho to be quiet." He grumbled and you laughed before putting everything away.

"Well... You're not wrong, but he does care of you in a way. Even with how much you fight." You said as you stood up and turned around to clean your hands.

"Then again, you're probably going to kill each other one day." You joked before sitting down again, facing Banryu once more. He was just staring at you and you frowned.

"You okay?" "I like you." He said and you smiled.

"Yeah, I really like you as a friend too." You said back, patting his shoulder before walking out. Banryu just stared at the door in disbelief.

That was the first time he tried to confess his love (even though it was on accident).

The second time was intentional. He had dropped some flowers in your room with a note that said he liked you once again, yet the one thing he had to write on it (aka his name) he forget to write down.

And now was his third time. With some convincing of his "friends" aka Soo-ho, he decided to confess to you by talking to your face again. Now he was staying in your work room, waiting for you with a frown on his face. He was getting more nervous by the minute until you suddenly came in.

"Banryu? Can I help you?" You asked with a bright smile, making him instantly relax a bit. Now he trusted you a lot, even if he didn't show it. If he had to chose any of his friends, it would be you. Because you didn't get close to him because of his position but rather because of him and that was something that was difficult to find.

"I need to tell you something important." "Really? You didn't get kicked out of hwarang, did you?" You asked, eyes wide in fear. He looked up to you, eyes wide as well.

"What? No!" He said and you nodded, smiling again before sitting next to him. He didn't move away like you expected him to and instead looked at you with a soft expression and smiled (aka the expression below).

"Alright, what is it then?" You asked and he looked down at his hands, fiddling with his fingers. You waited for a few seconds, but he didn't speak up. Placing your hand on his, you leaned forward a bit so he could see you.

"I won't kill you, you know." You joked and he looked up again, staring at you before he spoke up.

"I like you a lot." He finally said and you smiled at him. "I know. You've told me before, Banryu. And I said I liked you too. I consider you a very good friend, if not my only friend." You said back and his expression fell as he pulled his hands away from yours and got up. He sighed loudly before turning to face you again, face flushed in either embarrassment or rage.

"I don't mean like a friend, stupid! I like you as more, I want to marry you when we're older! I don't want you to be with someone else because I want you to be with me! I love you!" He exclaimed loudly and as soon as the last part left his mouth, your eyes went wide and your mouth dropped. He seemed to realize what he had just said, his face flushing and turning away.

You were slightly embarrassed, but on the inside you were screaming happily. The man you had liked for ages now, had just told you that he liked you back. And you were just staring at him instead of saying something.

"Uh..." "Forget it..." He mumbled, turning to leave but you got up and grabbed his hand. He looked at you and you paused again, looking down to your intertwined hands.

"I like you too..." You whispered, but he seemed to have heard nonetheless. You looked up through your lashes and he was just staring, not saying anything.

"You do?" He asked and you nodded, fiddling with his fingers before freezing when he actually intertwined your fingers and raised your hands slightly, not looking at you. You took at him before deciding to take initiative. You stood on your toes and leaned forward, kissing his cheek for a second before leaning back. Now he was completely red as he looked at you in complete shock.

"I wanted to do that for awhile now." You admitted and he gulped, still staring at you.

"Then again, I wanted to do this as well." you said, grabbing his face in your hands and kissed him on the lips. You pulled back in seconds and smiled at him again, ignoring how hot your face had become.

"I'll talk to you later!" You said before waving him goodbye and exiting the room. You closed the door behind you and leaned against it, smiling brightly as your hands went to cover your face. You pushed yourself away from the door and stared in front of you for a few seconds before turning with a jump when the door behind you slammed open. Your face was grabbed and you felt Banryu's lips press against yours. Your eyes wide again before closing as your hands wrapped around his arms. When he pulled back, you stared at him before chuckling.

"Get a room!" Someone exclaimed and you turned your head to see some hwarangs, including Banryu's roommates. You blushed and turned, hiding in Banryu's arms out of embarrassment.